Reggae #Cypher Vol. 2

Yeah, man, reggae; this is Cypher 2
Who I really am, you'll get it from my crew
Let go

Brother, tune in to my song
Brother of my life and sister of the heart
And, I say, start finding a solution
To all the problems clouding your reason
Oh, shit, nigga on the ground?
No problem, only come around
Oh, shit, welcome to my sound
Follow me, follow me right now

I had a friend, who swore to be faithful to me
But he disappeared and I heard nothing from him
Because time slowly separates friends
And inside, each one plays their role
I have my luck counted on my hands
Many buddies, few brothers
I count on Kion for the good and the bad
Together to live and the sound we give

Champion, brother
Tell a rebel me fire Babylon
Rasta zone
Come, tell me, who can buy our flow?

Friend, don't ask me for forgiveness
If what you're going to say isn't from the heart
A friend is usually a blessing
Gestures of illusion and strength to continue
Friend, don't ask me for forgiveness
If what you're going to say isn't from the heart
A friend is usually a blessing
Oh-oh, ah-ah

I already know where to look
I've lost myself so many times
It stings to lose myself in your skin
I gave you much more than you deserve
Judges judged my case, I lost by very little
I was badly wounded; inside, so broken
So dead, so raw, so crazy
They gave me so much, so little

From the cracks through which I managed to see
Something that could calm my pain
Only blinded the little light that passed
Reflection of what I carry inside

I stepped on the Sun, I reached out a hand to you
But now you complain about not holding on tighter, no
I can forgive, but I won't be able
To trust the one who betrayed me

Brother, tune in to my song
Brother of my life and sister of the heart
And, I say, start finding a solution
To all the problems clouding your reason
Oh, shit, nigga on the ground?
No problem, only come around
Oh, shit, welcome to my sound
Follow me, follow me right now

I walk through the neighborhood shouting original
And the grandparents stop me just to ask
I show them my respects because I'm a good lad
He tells me that this flow so hard is supernatural
I'm not one to steal from Eroski, nor from chigrinsky
Attentive to everything kisky that Magnetowski has arrived
Today I woke up very fresh and I feel like Wasowsky
The scary toys of the mystics' scene

This is another dream link, this is another dribbling
Rhymes so sexy they seem like a striptease
I'm RetroBall Team, I don't wear bling-bling
But I give everything for the metallic Big Team

Before barefoot in the lleca, now with air force one
I used to eat in the alleys and now in restaurants
Only in dollars, pesetas, euros, baths and yuans
And in other languages I don't speak because they don't pay

No chance; better run, boy start counting
The time you waste lamenting and crying
If disaster is so close, it's clear you're a burden
The damage you didn't suffer, man, you didn't feel bad

Mental or animal contrast, depends on who
I am a spiritual being who flying is more like
Than seeing in bus faces whispering that their CD is 10
Than walking or being with women in a Mercedes-Benz

Without clouds come, like some being, don't let it be
That it's Subzero making ice in the sky of Manchester
It doesn't stain, you, rap if not those who lie
Saying they face it, even if they don't really like Goals booster

Feel the criminal sound, champion
Let's give shrapnel to the thieving Pharisee
Assimilate, we're touched by God
The melody of my heart; never give up

In cold blood, ratatatatan my voice (ha, ha, ha)
Without touching it, I undress it
Four cats, that's how this started
And look how many are supporting today

He saved my life, took me out of the alley
Feel the vibe of this badass flow, uah-yo'
Let's go up, light the blunt and calm the chaos
I'm medicine and the love I've been missing

Don't tell me how, what, or when
I haven't believed in what's happening for a while
Original as few and slowly arriving
All I dreamed of, I projected into the present

Brother, tune in to my song
Brother of my life and sister of the heart
And, I say, start finding a solution
To all the problems clouding your reason
Oh, shit, nigga on the ground?
No problem, only come around
Oh, shit, welcome to my sound
Follow me, follow me right now

Original rasta man
Many talk, but few understand
Brother, tune in to my song
Brother of my life and sister of the heart
And I say, motherfucker
And I say, motherfucker (original sound, eh)
Warapapa, warapapa, warapapa